Category: Time
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Summer Dreams
I long for the short hot nights of Summer Dreamy days with lullaby scents from yesteryear Rainbows in sprinklers And zephyrs that caress with a well practiced softness. I long for the short hot nights of Summer So I can lay awake wishing it were cooler.
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Dawn of a new day
A new day dawns And with it Spawns New dreams And new ideas And It seems The means To always look forward Never back Can any new opportunity Be a wasted one?
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Island of Dreams
The Land of Nod beckoned. Stars shone brightly in an almost clear and endless sky, each one representing someone’s dream; someone’s hope. The island sparkled in the starlight, frozen on the horizon, frozen in time. The Land of Nod. Eternal gateway to the Realm of Dreams, accessed only occasionally by souls travelling as their host…
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Six Syllable Sat’day: The Cold One
A tad chilly today. Feet and toes are frozen. Red nose and rosy cheeks. So time to get warmed up! Here’s to a mild Sat’day…
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Fear Here!
Three of the Four Horsemen have just saddled up, apparently. The other must be running a little late. The gates of Hell are on standby – well, the Gatekeeper of Hell is on standby – to open once the Apocalypse arises. The signs are everywhere. Uncontrollable change is taking place all across the globe. Scientists…
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